#coco words

[thehoardofthegreatdragon]

sharing for wip wednesday

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The wind was whistling across his neck when Mihawk got the call. 

“Yes?” 

“Is this Hawkeyes?” 

Mihawk paused, Yoru pulling to a stop, blade ready for the dance. That voice was familiar. “I have been called that, yes. You’re Red’s first mate, aren’t you?”

Shanks didn’t call him anymore. Neither of them did. The dance between them was well and truly finished, the music bitten to a bitter end. But even back when they had stepped together, through fight after fight, this was unusual. Shanks most certainly did not have someone else call him. 

“This is an unusual call.”

“We need your help.” 

“I’m not your captain, last I checked. He’s passably capable. Go ask him for help.” 

“The captain’s missing. Please,” echoed down, curling through a shell to spiral across Mihawk, “find him.”

Mihawk felt his fingers tighten, outside of control or design. He felt, in a moment, lost on the seas.

Shanks? Missing?

“Tell me everything. Now.”

⊱ ━━━━.⋅❈⋅.━━━━ ⊰

It was a funny thing, memory. 

A day could linger for a lifetime, caught on the sea wind and across his skin. A year could be lost to the waves, but it would never be swept away, not so long as he lived life to the fullest. 

And he had. Shanks may not know much at the moment, but he knew that. Whoever he’d been, whatever course he’d charted— Shanks had lived it to the fullest. 

Now if only he could remember it. 

[thehoardofthegreatdragon]

clears throat

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“This is entirely vapid,” Mihawk said, throwing the words out with the book— both straight to the fire, where they belonged. “The protagonist has the spine of a seaslug, and the personality to match. His only redeeming feature appears to be his cock, and even the appeal of that is dubious.”

“Book burning isn’t cute at all,” Perona adjusted the hat balanced across her hair, the precarious slant of it casting shadows across the library floor.

“A complete waste of time,” Mihawk concluded, “and I will not read the sequel, so don’t ask.”

Mihawk watched the flames flicker and spark with low satisfaction, a quiet petty vengeance. The only true vengeance he’d have, for the waste of his time.

That did not stop Perona— it never had.

“Ugh, you are such a—“

“Perona,” Mihawk said, mild, and she tied the words to silence. She still shifted, making a pouting sound. A sigh, if he was generous.

"Don't whine," he said, with no mercy, and poured a fresh glass of wine.

“I'll whine if I want to," Perona muttered, and then a new book appeared at Mihawk's elbow. "Anyway, the point is, you should read this one.”

“And why would I deign to read yet another of your recommendations?” Mihawk gestured to the fire, careless. “I don’t buy books just for kindling.”

“You liked the dick in that one— gross, by the way— so you’ll like the one in this.” A sly smile appeared on her face, haunting the twirl of her parasol. “Besides… I think you’ll like the protagonist of this one.”

Mihawk narrowed his eyes.

The Gentle Rogue, burned up from the cover, each letter winding further than the next. Under the words was an illustration.

Mihawk looked at it.

He looked up at Perona.

“You can’t be serious.”

“There’s a whole series,” she answered, floating with glee.

Okay so I’ve spent the last couple days on Twitter (@kacievvbbbb if you wanna join me 👀) just fucking yapping about my new found obsession with the idea that Mihawk not only reads but is an active and well loved contributor to the pirate smut genre all across the blues. And I just needed to bring this to tumble to get more thoughts on it.

Here are mine;

- he obviously writes under a pseudonym would be funny if it was an anagram of like Worlds Strongest Swordsman or something.

- he writes essentially y/n fanfiction but he is always the reader.

- he is heavily perfectionist about his detailing of things like bodice ripping and that has lead to many a fun night for Shanks as he discreetly tries to rest just how exactly a bodice ripping would look and feel. Or if this sex position is even plausible.

-this one was a combined effort between @Dior and myself but he writes all the lovers as much more of an active participant in sex than the pillow princess himself actually is and this is because he thinks he is putting in exactly the same amount of work into sex as Shanks is which is laughable.

-Benn features heavily in alot of these RHP smut books. Benn

-He mostly writes RHP smut but he will branch out to other pirates like Crocodile maybe Doffy 👀. This gives Shanks heart palpitations when he finds out all this smut has been written by Mihawk.

- Mihawk almost kills both himself and Shanks by drowning the first time he finds out that Shanks knows about his little hobby.

- Shanks regularly requests they try something from the book and Mihawk has to stomp down the urge to throttle him. But again Mihawk’s reader is a much active participant in sex than he is and he is not a fan of all this work he has to put in even though he enjoys the results. Shanks is highly amused.

- Shanks for the first time in his life becaomes an avid reader with a habit and this confuses everyone that doesn’t know what he is reading and suffers Benn greatly who does.

- Shanks is lowkey very into the stories where the “reader” has sex with other men. He starts setting plans in motion.

- Mihawk also collects a lot of pirate smut a lot of it is about himself as well and this is his equivalent to jerking off. His next favorite people to read about are of course Shanks, Cricodile he is ashamed of just how much Doflamingo smut he owns. Lowkey maybe some King smut too.

- a contribution from someone on Twitter tha I live is that he also grades said smut about himslef and then sends the notes to the authors.

- he pseudonym is well known and well lived in the community.

-this is infact where more than half of his riches comes from.

- yes he also does read marine porn. He steers clear of anything that even remotely mentions garp tho. His favorite marine to red about is Sengoku I don’t fucking know 😭. I can just imagine him seating in warlord meetings shipping Sengoku with random fucking marines and pirates as he is trying to talk about very serious business

- he sure write the well known and well loved “the red haired emperor & me” series which is published in Morgan’s magazine or whatever and Shanks always seeks him out no matter where he is and fucks him good and hard everytime a new chapter goes out.

- he continues to do this while at Cross Guild Buggy and Crocodile are non the wiser. His crocodile descriptions start to get more detailed a clown pops up every now and again in his writing Shanks might be on the verge of a heart attack.

- shanks is a little too invested in the situation some (Benn) would say.

[artisadie]

"Seeing you like that sent a chill down my spine..."

[wedarkacademia]

But the people who did get that love, they grew up to be different from us. More secure. Maybe they’re not as shiny or successful as you and I feel we have to be. But it’s not because they’re not interesting. They just don’t feel they have to do the tap dance, you know? They don’t have to prove themselves all the time to be loved. Because they always were.

Coco Mellors, Cleopatra and Frankenstein

[quotefeeling]

A woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life.

Coco Chanel

[resqectable]

Beauty begins the moment you decide to be yourself.

Coco Chanel

[perfectquote]

A woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life.

Coco Chanel

[perfectfeelings]

A woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life.

Coco Chanel

[thehopefulquotes]

Beauty begins the moment you decide to be yourself.

Coco Chanel

[thehoardofthegreatdragon]

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“A bold claim,” Mihawk murmured, looking down, “from a boy that can’t swim.”

Luffy puffed up, chin high, hat far too large. “Don’t need to swim! I’ll get a crew that can.”

“And who would join your crew?” Mihawk asked.

“The right ones,” Luffy answered, easy, throwing wide doors the Grand Line over, “and a musician! All pirate crews need musicians. And a cook too, cooks are important. And a navigator! And a—”

“A question for you, boy,” Mihawk cut in, over the tide of excitement. He tilted his head, hat heavier than it should be. “You want to be a pirate. Why? What is your goal?”

The boy laughed.

“I’m going to become king of the pirates,” the boy in the straw hat said, with no tears but fire, and no doubt but what lingered with Mihawk.

“King of the pirates,” Mihawk said, the air tight in his lungs. Of all things, it had to be that. No wonder Shanks had given an arm for this boy. No wonder he’d been so content.

Mihawk should have known.

[charmfamily]

CORVUS CROSSING: A CHARM FAMILY STORY. CHAPTER II "REQUIEM FOR THE WOMAN IN RED." PART X. Transcript Beneath the Cut.

NIKOLAI: It is done, Master. The lady has been properly buried with a bloodstone placed atop the grave. All that is left is for you to finish the ritual.

VLADISLAUS: That is excellent news, isn't it Alexander? [He chuckles, tickling the baby's foot and making him gurgle happily.] In a few days' time, you'll be reunited with măma-tii, and you can see her after she's been fed well and is feeling more… herself. [He stands, carefully and slowly, nodding toward Nikolai.] Watch the boy while I tend to her — and when I return, you and I need to discuss an expansion of staff.

NIKOLAI: [He grimaces worriedly.] Master I assure you, you need no other staff. I might… I might have been useless against the raiders that ransacked the estate a couple centuries ago, but My Lord… with but a drop or two of your blood I could be strong again. I could take care of everything.

VLADISLAUS: [He scoffs, his expression completely deadpan.] While your eager willingness to serve earns you your keep, I highly doubt vitae holds the power to make you a suitable wet nurse, you buffoon.

NIKOLAI: Oh— Oh. [He laughs awkwardly.] Right. I shall um, I shall try searching among the Ravenwood peasantry! Surely there's a maiden who would be willing to part with her milk in exchange for her life?

VLADISLAUS: I make no promises to spare her; it is foolish to offer any sort of protection with a freshly risen Kindred wandering the house… Tell the girl otherwise, of course, there's no need to deviate from the script. I just want you to be prepared to dig more graves if necessary.

NIKOLAI: Yes Master, I understand.

[saetiate]

also, while i am here :D !!!

it’s a bit of a mystery, how doting sae gets when you’re like this — your bare thighs spread across his lap, weak fists pawing at his chest as you try to reach his mouth for a kiss that he seems content in denying you the pleasure of. when your brain is up, up, up… too high up to come back down, and your eyes are all starry and love-glazed. when orgasm after orgasm has been pulled out of you, evidently so, with how you’ve drenched the cotton of his sweatpants that he’s still kept on through all the time he’s spent catching up to your racing thoughts and striking them dull with his fingers knuckles deep in your pussy, his thumb painting delicate shapes over your clit. fucking you dumb.

“saeee…” you keen his name high in your throat, and, oh, it’s such a sweet sound. it’s so sweet, when you’re bumping his nose with yours in a gentle bunny kiss, slightly lidded eyes gazing up at him in a way so adoring that it nearly makes him crack a smile. nearly makes his heart melt. and it does. a little. enough for him to tug you closer to him along his lap until you’re chest to chest—dragging your folds along the length that remains hard and erect in his pants. you’re just too adorable like this, mind lost to the clouds and your countenance so sweet— he supposes he can indulge you just a bit. running his fingers through your hair, a small smile playing not on his lips, but his eyes. you can tell. you can always tell, after all. 

you know itoshi sae best.

he slowly moves a hand from your hair, knuckles grazing down the side of your face, index finger lightly tapping over your bottom lip before he stops his hand at the top button of your— his— button-down that you still have on. your breath hitches at the contact, his forearm grazing over your pebbled nipples in the process. and it makes you even more dizzy, fall even more in love, and you can’t help but nuzzle a bit further into him, tilt your head in the same way he knows you do when you’re silently begging him for a kiss.

and then his lips curl into a ghost of a smile. his hands are soft, so soft on you, and he lets you lean in for a moment — until he pulls his head back, one of his hands moving to your jaw and keeping you in place. “not yet. stay still for me.” and you do just as you’re told, falling limp in his arms, heaving a pathetic sigh that makes sae grind his molars— not out of frustration, but adoration. “you’re a good girl.”

it’s whispered, and he inhales on the final word, making his voice sound the slightest bit shaky. like something tender. a secret. you’re unsure of its intentionality. 

his fingers slowly begin to undo the first button, and then the second, third, fourth, watching as more and more of your skin is revealed, how dejected of attention your nipples appear to be. sae is no sadist, not when you’re as endearing and well-behaved as you are in this moment, and so he slips his hands beneath your open shirt, smoothing up your waist and over your shoulders to shrug the loose fabric off you. his fingers are chilled and leave a path of goosebumps in their wake, he doesn’t need to hear your petulant whimper to know that his touch is cold on you.

“your hands… they’re cold,” you shiver in his arms, squeeze your thighs around his hips, hug him close, fingertips digging into his biceps and leaving little crescent shaped manifestations of your love.

it’s cute. you’re cute. so fucking cute. and he scoffs, when he finds an apology bubbling at the back of his throat, when he catches himself wanting to kiss you silly and feed you his heart. but he bites his tongue; he knows you have it in you to wait a little longer for him to be all sweet on you.

“i know they are. but you’ll warm them right up, won’t you?”

COCO DO YOU KNOW WHAT U HAVE DONE TO ME BY SENDING ME THIS . i can't believe this . i can't believe i have to post this bc i'm scared tumblr will eat one of my asks again BUT I FULLY LOVED THIS SO MUCH THAT I WANTED TO KEEP THIS FOR ME LMFAOOO /lh I THINK THE WORST PART /J IS THAT U KNOW ME SO WELL. THIS IS SOOO POINTED. OKAY i am putting the rest of my reaction below the cut!!

you 🤝 me with being so so good for our blue lock men fr… THE OVERSTIMULATION?? THE WAY HE'S STILL DRESSED?? god drives me CRAZYYY w how he focuses all on us augh. OUGHALFJLDSAJFKDS. anw . yeah im so normal soooo normal. god i SHOULD'VE KNOWN this was coming w all the bombs you've been putting in inboxes smh!!! /lh I THOUGHT I WAS SAFE !!! coco writing tho omg you are such a brilliant writer my friend… truly i cannot believe i have received such a gift in my inbox… i am treasuring this forever. ANW.

"catching up to your racing thoughts and striking them dull" and how did u know i was an overthinking queen 🧍 THIS LINE IS WRITTEN SO BEAUTIFULLY. "your eyes are all starry and love-glazed" THIS IS SO GOOD. you really make him sound like he loves me in this i am gonna faint about it . HE THINKS IM ADORING??? the "you know itoshi sae best" line keeps me up at night ohmygod . why would u say that . now i am thinking about that all the time . me? 🥺 knowing itoshi sae best? 🥺 hell yeah i do ohmygosh. heart in my hands head in my hands

AND WE'RE WEARING HIS SHIRT HELLO??? ohmygod i'm so in love w him . i can't believe you wrote him so in love w me. i feel so blessed it's crazy . i am so in love w him . ohmygod AND THEN HE TEASES US … THE ALMOST KISS… U WRITE tension so well i am SCREAMING. and we're nuzzling into him 🥺 that was sooo pointed and specific to me omg… one of my tells w the people i love fr… i don't think there's any way u could've known that so i am just o)-( about it

AND HE'S SO SOFT ON US. AND WITH THE FIRM TOUCH ohmygod. i need to take a lap. AND WE'RE GOOD FOR HIM… uwahhhh i am a puddle on the floor… i love him so much… i wanna be good for him so bad… AND THEN HIS VOICE IS SHAKY?? IS THAT US.. HAVING AN EFFECT ON HIM… UR KIDDING. GOD COCO THIS IS SO GOOD . WHY IS THIS IN MY INBOX GIRLLL POST IT AS A FIC U COULD BE GETTING NUMBERS !!! i can't believe this is for me . i am going to collapse on the floor

endearing 🥺 well behaved 🥺 WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME RN !!!!! ARE YOU IN MY WALLS !!! "crescent shaped manifestations of your love" UR WRITING DOES SMTH LIKE A REWIRING TO MY BRAIN. GOD THATS SO GOOD. WHY DOES HE SOUND LIKE HE LOVES ME . IT IS MAKING ME MELT I AM GOING TO SOB . "and feed you his heart" WAHHHHH MY FOREHEAD IS ON THE TABLE . "he knows you have it in you to wait a little longer for him to be all sweet on you" girl what if i collapse rn . ohmygod i need a cold shower . I AM SO FULL OF LOVE ABOUT THIS AND THIS IS SO HOT AT THE SAME TIME ??? THIS IS SO PERFECT ??? COCO??? I WOULD CARVE A PART OF MY HEART OUT FOR YOU . I AM SUCH A SAPPY HEATED MESS ABOUT THIS. cocofriend i am so ride or die for you fr u have no idea. I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU SENT ME THIS?? JESUS ohmygod i need to breathe . wahhhh i love him so bad . you have done a number on me with this . i love you so bad. ily so so much like i can't believe this was in my inbox and now this is gonna be on my blog like i wanna frame this and put it on a wall . what did i do to deserve this omg . i have been soooo blessed fr. i feel so loved w this like i feel so loved with this (from both you and how sae is in the fic) it is making me so sappy wahhhh

i love you . i have been rendered speechless now i am going to reread this forever and ever WAHH THANK YOU FRIEND… ALSO U BETTER WATCH OUT… HRMPH !!! I AM COMING FOR YOU

[thoughtkick]

Beauty begins the moment you decide to be yourself.

Coco Chanel

[quotefeeling]

Beauty begins the moment you decide to be yourself.

Coco Chanel

[resqectable]

A woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life.

Coco Chanel

[perfeqt]

Beauty begins the moment you decide to be yourself.

Coco Chanel